As soon as the words left her mouth, Phoebe's tears began to fall uncontrollably.
It wasn't true—not what she had said. She didn't want him to die. Even if she couldn't forgive him, she would never wish for his death.
“Fine. As you wish,” Alexander said coldly, letting go of her.
He stood up and walked toward the door. But after just a few steps, his tall, solid frame collapsed to the floor.
Curled up on the ground, Phoebe instinctively raised her head at the sound. A flash of white light surged through her mind, and in the next second, she was scrambling toward him in a panic, sobbing.
Kneeling by his side, she shook his body desperately. Her tear-streaked face was unrecognizable.
“Alexander, wake up! Please, wake up! Don't scare me, okay?” she cried.
No matter how much she called his name or shook him, he didn't respond. The blood from his head only flowed more freely. Her trembling fingers pressed agai
The door suddenly swung open from the outside. Phoebe lifted her gaze, her eyes brimming with fleeting hope before it quickly dimmed. How much she wished it was Alexander walking in. How much she longed for him to stand before her, whole and unscathed. But the person who entered was a middle-aged man, unfamiliar to her, though it was clear from his demeanor that he was one of Alexander's subordinates.Her disappointment was momentary, replaced almost instantly by desperate anticipation. Barefoot, she dashed toward him with urgency.“Him... How is he? Please, tell me. I'm begging you. I just need to know if he's okay.”“Miss, you're free to leave now. Gather your belongings, and I'll have a car take you home,” the man said, ignoring her questions and instead delivering his instructions calmly.Leave?“What do you mean?” Phoebe asked, her eyes widening in shock.“You are free now,” he replied.
One Month Later."Phoebe, stop pushing yourself so hard. Come eat something first; you can continue drawing afterward."Alva snatched the pencil from Phoebe's hand and pulled her up, ready to take her out of the studio. "Who studies like you? It's like your life depends on it. You even forget to eat!""Alva, I'm not hungry. Let me finish this drawing first."Phoebe smiled and reached for her pencil, but Alva quickly hid it behind her back, refusing to give it back. She insisted Phoebe eat with her instead. For a month now, her friend had been working too hard. Study required balance, not self-torture. Sitting in one spot all day without moving wasn't learning—it was punishing oneself. If Phoebe didn't get up soon, she'd rust."No way. Finish your meal first, and then you can draw again,"Alva said firmly, her tone leaving no room for negotiation."But Alva, I'm almost done!"Phoebe glanced longingly at her unfinished drawing.
"Miss, you come here every day to buy a newspaper, but you barely look through it. Are you searching for some important news?" the newspaper vendor asked with a friendly smile. Every day, this young lady would buy a paper, flip through a few pages, and leave with a disappointed expression. This had become her routine."I..." Lost in thought, she hesitated. What could she say? She was searching for news about Alexander. Any mention of him, no matter how small, would suffice."Do you have any fashion magazines?""Of course! What kind are you looking for?" The vendor gestured toward the stack of magazines on the table."I'd like an entertainment magazine," she said, clinging to a sliver of hope. She had often seen him mentioned in such magazines before. Perhaps he would appear in one of them again. She just hadn't looked hard enough."Here, try this one. It's full of gossip—rich people, celebrities, their private lives, and whatnot.""I'll take it," she said, handing over the money.On h
After bidding Alva goodbye, Phoebe nearly sprinted out of the school. Instead of taking the bus, she hailed a taxi. Taking a bus would be too slow, and a taxi would get her there much faster. Normally, she would never spend the extra money, but today, all she wanted was to see him as quickly as possible.However, once inside the taxi, her courage began to waver. A sense of fear crept over her, though she couldn't quite pinpoint what she was afraid of. She kept telling herself she couldn't back down, refusing to allow herself to retreat.When the taxi pulled up in front of the apartment complex, she realized she didn't have an access card. The security guard stopped her at the gate, and no matter how much she pleaded, he refused to let her in. Fortunately, a shift change brought a new set of guards, and one of them recognized her from a previous visit, allowing her to enter.As the villa came into view, Phoebe's steps grew heavier, as if her legs had turned to lead. It was incredibly d
Laura"Little thing, I've been chasing you for so long, aren't you even touched?" Wright teased, his tone playful yet carrying a hint of frustration. Staring at the ice-cold beauty before him, he felt utterly defeated. It was the first time he had spent so long chasing a girl without success. Initially, he thought it was just a game, but to his surprise, he had genuinely fallen for her. There was no denying it now—he was hopelessly in love.Laura kept her head down, walking forward without sparing him a glance. Despite over a month of his persistent pursuit, she remained indifferent. He was so annoying, showing up every day to bother her, impossible to avoid or chase away."What's so urgent at home that you rush back every day? How about I take you on a romantic date?" Wright leaned closer, flashing a charming smile that caused the nearby girls to look on enviously. Yet Laura didn't even spare him a glance.Remaining silent, she kept walking with her usual downcast gaze.Wright felt a
After walking a good distance, Laura finally glanced back. Seeing that Wright hadn't followed them, her furrowed brows relaxed slightly."Phoebe, don't listen to his nonsense.""What nonsense?" Phoebe pretended not to understand. So, she was in a relationship already. Watching them earlier, they looked so perfect together—a golden couple that was truly pleasing to the eye. Melissa was so beautiful, and it wasn't surprising that such a handsome guy liked her."We...we're not." Laura's cheeks were so hot they could almost cook an egg."Laura, it's okay to have a boyfriend. I think you two are a great match." Phoebe assumed Laura was just shy and smiled sweetly at her. Although she was still young and inexperienced in these matters, having someone who cared for Laura seemed like a good thing. However, Phoebe couldn't help but worry—Wright had a reputation for being a flirt. Was he truly sincere about Laura?"No, it's not like that. I don't like him. I just...I just feel like being liked
"I've actually thought about cutting it off," Laura said with a hint of frustration."Why?" Phoebe asked, surprised."I'm not good at styling my hair, and it's really inconvenient when I'm working.""Has no one taught you how to tie it up?" That explained why Laura always let her hair down. But with her hair loose, she looked stunning, like an angel.Laura shook her head."I'll teach you tomorrow morning," Phoebe said with a warm smile. They kept drying Laura's hair until it was no longer damp. Only then did they crawl into the bed, leaning against the headboard to sleep."Are you sure it's not too cramped?" Laura shifted to the edge of the bed. Her bed was small, and she worried Phoebe might feel uncomfortable. Laura had initially planned to sleep on the floor, but Phoebe had refused."It's not cramped at all," Phoebe replied, pulling Laura back closer. What a thoughtful girl, thoughtful enough to make one's heart ache."Can I...can I hold you while I sleep?" Laura asked shyly, her v
Laura's eyes widened in shock at the scene before her. Frozen in the posture she had assumed when she screamed, her voice trembled as she began, "You…" She wanted to ask him what he was doing to Phoebe, but fear stilled her tongue. Deep down, Laura was terrified of Gavin, unwilling to provoke him with even a simple question. She worried her inquiry might anger him.Her gaze shifted to Phoebe, lying naked on the couch. Watching her brother's actions, Laura's heart trembled, her mind spinning in confusion and embarrassment. The sight was unsettling, evoking an inexplicable sense of shame. Memories flashed in her mind—Gavin had once treated her in a similar way.Gavin glanced at Laura, then back at the woman beneath him. His body stiffened instantly, and he pulled away, lips parting as if to speak. Before he could utter a word—Smack.The sound of a resounding slap echoed through the air.Phoebe glared at him with undisguised disgust, her trembling body curling into itself as she hugged h
Three months later, Phoebe's life had returned to its usual routine. She went to class in the mornings and worked at the company in the afternoons and evenings. Her life was calm, filled with purpose every day. Her parents had returned last month, and seeing them in good health brought her a sense of relief.Her heart finally settled.At home, the place no longer felt cold and empty. With her parents around, everything seemed warmer.It was the weekend, and she decided to go to the hospital by herself. After registering, she was waiting in line when she suddenly felt thirsty and decided to step out to buy a bottle of water.When she returned, she ran into the man she never wanted to see again.She stood frozen, locking eyes with him.In that moment, time seemed to freeze.Both of them were caught off guard.But neither of them showed any expression.It had been three months since the dinner party. She hadn't seen him since, and never expected to run into him here today.Neither of the
Gavin was equally shocked, unable to articulate the feeling swirling in his chest. She was carrying Alexander's child. No man would ever want his woman to bear another man's child.Phoebe came out of the bathroom, her pale and delicate hand tightly gripping the pregnancy test stick. The two prominent red lines made it unmistakably clear—she was pregnant.But Phoebe's emotions were a confusing mix.Why didn't she feel the happiness she had imagined? Instead, the reality of it felt like a heavy burden.Her fingers instinctively pressed against her flat stomach, and a wave of emotion hit her. This pregnancy couldn't have come at a worse time.Alexander was despicable. Even after abandoning her, he wouldn't let her live in peace. He had to leave her with a bond between them—this child.Gavin watched her lost expression, and without a word, he knew what had happened. He felt a heaviness in his chest.He didn't know what to say.More importantly, he didn't know how she planned to handle thi
Gavin parked the car by the side of the road and turned to glance at Phoebe. She was sound asleep, her head resting against the car window.Her delicate white face, long curled lashes, and rosy lips made her look like a crystal doll.She was beautiful, stunning enough to make his heart race. Gavin leaned closer and softly pressed his lips against her pale ones.It was a deep kiss.Perhaps his movement disturbed Phoebe, as she slowly opened her eyes and found herself face-to-face with his handsome features.Her eyes widened, realizing he was kissing her.Her cheeks flushed slightly, but she didn't push him away. Instead, she pretended to close her eyes again.Gavin kissed her lips once more, but this time, he didn't deepen it. A light, loving kiss was enough to leave him satisfied.He pulled away and smiled at her, noticing her trembling eyelashes."Awake?"His voice was low and seductive, and Phoebe awkwardly opened her eyes."I'm going back now. Be careful on your way.""Mm." Gavin s
After sending Hermosa back, Alexander quickly drove to the dinner party. By the time he arrived, Phoebe was already gone.He wasn't truly indifferent, or cold-hearted. Perhaps, it was just that with Hermosa by his side, he didn't want her to misinterpret the situation.When he learned that someone had intervened on Phoebe's behalf, he still felt somewhat down. He pinched the bridge of his nose, thinking, Her heart must have shattered again after that encounter.What was wrong with him? Why did that woman manage to frustrate him so?Phoebe made up an excuse and got off the car midway, wandering the streets alone. Her phone rang for a while before she finally answered."Hello.""Has the dinner ended?" Gavin's deep voice came through.Phoebe responded, her tone more numb than emotional. "It's over.""I left early," she added."Where are you? I'll come pick you up."She glanced at the street signs nearby, naming the street for him."Wait there. I'll be right there."In just a moment, a he
"Phoebe! Are you trying to scare me to death? Why did you run off without a word? I've been searching everywhere! I thought something happened to you!" Kimberley spotted Phoebe from afar and started scolding her."..."When Phoebe didn't respond, Kimberley shook her stiff, icy body.The motion was too sudden. Phoebe raised her head, her eyes filled with a pitiful sadness that tugged at Kimberley's heart."Phoebe, what's wrong? You were fine just a minute ago. Why are you crying now? Did some jerk do something to you?"Phoebe tilted her head back, determined to keep her tears from falling."I'm fine. My eyes are just a bit uncomfortable.""Uncomfortable?" Kimberley frowned. Like hell I believe that. Her instincts as a woman told her something had definitely happened."Are you sure you're okay? If not, let's just head back. I'll stay for another half hour and then leave too.""I'm fine. Let's go back inside." Phoebe sniffled and forced a smile."Really?""Really."***Back at the banque
The banquet hall sparkled with champagne, fine wine, and dazzling lights, creating a scene of vibrant festivity.When Phoebe and Kimberley entered, they immediately turned heads, causing quite a stir. The gazes of the men at the party, bold with greed and unrestrained desire, fell upon them with blatant admiration.Kimberley remained poised and confident, clearly experienced in handling such grand occasions. In contrast, Phoebe's palms were clammy with nervous sweat. The traumatic memories from her past still haunted her, and it had taken a tremendous amount of courage to convince herself to accompany her director tonight.Their objective was straightforward: to promote their company and capture the attention of elite socialites, celebrities, and influential figures. Their striking entrance was meticulously planned to achieve maximum impact.In the car on the way over, Kimberley had advised Phoebe, "If you can't drink, just say you're unwell or make up any excuse, but don't accept dri
At five in the afternoon, Phoebe accompanied Kimberley, the design director, to the event.Being part of the design department, they were meticulous about their attire.Not only did they need to be fashionable and stunning, but their outfits also had to be creative and unique.Donning the latest exquisitely designed gowns, they headed to an elite styling studio.The stylists worked their magic, crafting flawless makeup and elegant hairstyles. Paired with chic jewelry specifically prepared by the company, the two of them stepped out looking radiant, exuding a charm that rivaled international superstars.The perfect blend of sophistication and elegance, Phoebe, in particular, dazzled. With her natural beauty, even a touch of makeup transformed her into a breathtaking vision.The moment she emerged, she captivated everyone's gaze. There was a collective pause, eyes wide with admiration, as if time itself had stopped.Kimberley, a strikin
Phoebe answered the phone, and Gavin's deep voice came through, "Where are you?""I don't know," Phoebe murmured, glancing around. "I'm not sure where I am.""Are you lost?""Seems like it," Phoebe nodded, suddenly realizing she had no idea where she had wandered to."What buildings are around you?""There's a French restaurant.""What's it called?"Phoebe looked up and said, "Jesse.""Alright, don't move. I'll come to you.""Actually, I can just take a cab back," Phoebe said, feeling a little guilty for always bothering Gavin."Wait there," Gavin cut her off before she could say anything more and hung up the phone.Phoebe sat down at a nearby spot, waiting for him. The wind blew her long hair, and the moonlight illuminated her beautiful face. As she looked at the empty surroundings, she suddenly felt very lonely.Maybe it was seeing other people's happiness that stirred her emotions. She felt a mix
Gavin's car was already parked there. Phoebe got in, "Why did you come over at noon?""Not much going on today, so I thought I'd take you to the office.""Gavin, you don't have to pick me up, I can go by myself.""I'm just passing time. Have you eaten?" Gavin smiled faintly."I've eaten." Actually, she hadn't. She just didn't want to be too clingy with him. It seemed like every time she was hurt, he was the one by her side.He glanced at her, a faint smile curving on his lips, "I haven't eaten. Come have lunch with me."She followed him to an upscale French restaurant. Gavin ordered a lot of food, but he never touched any of it, just watching her eat.He always looked at her like this, and she felt embarrassed to eat. She was supposed to be eating with him, but since he didn't touch his food, she ended up eating most of it.Phoebe couldn't help it anymore and looked up, "Why aren't you eating? Didn't you say you hadn't eaten?"